His lips moved, and he spoke, his voice was slightly muffled, but Jiang Fan still understood what he meant:

"Thank you......"

After saying these two words, the little beggar took the bamboo tube in Jiang Fan's hand, poured it into his mouth with a gurgling mouth, and then burped and began to gobble down the steamed buns in his hand.

In a few moments, a steamed bun was quickly wiped out.

He looked at the second steamed bun in the broken bowl in front of him, reached out and picked it up, and put it to his mouth, looking like he wanted to continue to bite.

However, the moment he opened his mouth, he suddenly paused suddenly, as if he remembered something, his face was entangled for a while, and he reluctantly stuffed this steamed bun into the inner pocket of his shabby clothes.

When Jiang Fan saw this scene, he was a little curious.

He asked:

"Why don't you eat it?"

When the little beggar heard his words, he raised his head and hesitated for a moment before he whispered in response:

"I have a younger sister ......"

When Jiang Fan heard the first few words, he didn't need him to say the next words, he already understood what was going on.

He took out two steamed buns from the storage jade bracelet again and handed them to the little beggar.

"It's okay, you can eat, I have a lot of here."

When the little beggar saw Jiang Fan conjuring steamed buns out of the air, he immediately opened his mouth in shock.

He didn't pick up the two steamed buns, but suddenly looked excited, and asked with some stammering:

"You—Are you an immortal master......"

Jiang Fan nodded.

When the little beggar saw this, he trembled.

He suddenly fluttered a few times, laboriously adjusted his posture, knelt on the ground with his only remaining leg, and kowtowed to Jiang Fan with a pop.

"Ask the immortal master to save my sister!"

When Jiang Fan heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded.

His eyes flickered, and he lowered his head and muttered for a moment before he responded:

"Tell me what's going on."

When the little beggar heard this, his face showed joy.

He opened his mouth and was just about to speak, when suddenly a figure sprang out from the crowd on the side of the road, and said to Jiang Fan one step ahead of him:

"This immortal master, please forgive the villain for being presumptuous, but there is one thing the villain wants to remind you, you better ignore him......"

Hearing this, Jiang Fan raised his head and looked at the person who spoke out.

This is a middle-aged man dressed in silk clothes, dressed as an outsider, and slightly obese, at this time, he is bending down and bowing his hand respectfully.

Jiang Fan subconsciously swept his body with his spiritual sense, and found that there was no spiritual power fluctuation on his body, he was a mortal.

Jiang Fan thought about it, returned the salute, and then asked:

"Outside, what do you mean by what you just said?"

When the slightly chubby middle-aged man saw Jiang Fan salute him back, his face suddenly showed a look of shock.

The reason why this was so was because he had never seen an immortal master who was so polite to a mortal like himself.

In this trading bazaar, although there are not a few immortal masters who come and go every day, most of them look like they are high.

For mortals like themselves, they are all kinds of arrogant instructions and wanton calling.

Of course, there are no absolutes, and there are a very small number of immortal masters among them, and their attitudes will be slightly softer.

But this softness only means that they don't behave too much.

When they look at mortals like themselves, the arrogance in their eyes is still undisguised.

And this kind of arrogance, I couldn't see it at all from the young immortal master in front of me.

Not only did he speak to himself in an equal tone, but he even returned the salute to himself.

It's incredible.

If it weren't for the immortal master method of conjuring a few steamed buns out of thin air before, he would probably treat the other party as a mortal.

Thinking of this, the slightly chubby middle-aged man swallowed his saliva.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and turned his head to look at the little beggar.

Jiang Fan was keenly aware that there was a hint of pity in his gaze.

It's just that this hint of pity only lasted for a short time, and then it disappeared, and in its place, it was a kind of jealousy.

Yes, taboo.

A wealthy man with a good fortune was afraid of a little beggar who was about ten years old and had only one leg and one hand left.

Jiang Fan took this scene into his eyes, and the curiosity in his heart had been completely hooked.

However, he did not rush to urge the slightly chubby middle-aged man to answer, but waited quietly.

He knew that this person would soon tell the cause and effect on his own.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the slightly chubby middle-aged man sighed deeply, and immediately took his eyes off the little beggar's body, turned back to Jiang Fan, and slowly explained:

"Immortal Master, this little boy, named Bai Yuanzhou, don't look at his miserable appearance now, a few years ago, his family background was still very good, it can be regarded as a rich and noble family."

When Jiang Fan heard this, he asked at the right time:

"And what is the matter with his current appearance?"

The chubby middle-aged man responded:

"Things start from five years ago, when the Bai family gave birth to a baby girl......

"This baby girl, called Bai Yanqing, was born about an hour later, an old Taoist priest who told fortunes came to the door, and the old Taoist priest claimed that he was in the sky above the Bai family's mansion and saw a lingering black gas."

"It's just that this black gas, just an hour ago, suddenly fell downward, merged into a courtyard, and disappeared."

"And the main room of this courtyard is where the baby girl Bai Yanqing was born."

"The fortune teller said to the head of the Bai family that the black gas represents an ominous one, and it has penetrated into the body of the baby girl, and I am afraid that the Bai family will encounter all kinds of disasters in the future."

"If you want to resolve it, you can only build a soul-suppressing well in that courtyard, then kill the baby girl, throw her body into the well, and seal the mouth of the well with a boulder, so as to ensure that the luck of the Bai family will not be affected in the future."

"However, at that time, the head of the Bai family was overjoyed, and he was extremely happy, how could he listen to this, plus this Taoist priest was not an immortal master, but just a mortal, so he immediately ordered this Taoist priest to be blown out."

"After the old Taoist priest was kicked out, he didn't get angry, he didn't say anything, he just shook his head, turned around and left this place, and never appeared again."

When Jiang Fan heard this, he already roughly understood what the chubby man wanted to say.

He spoke directly:

"I guess, what the staff wanted to say later was that after the Bai family kept that baby girl, they soon began to encounter all kinds of disasters, and in just a few years, the family was ruined?"

The slightly chubby middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and quickly nodded in response:

"Immortal Master, what you said is not bad at all, it is exactly like this, the person with the blood of the Bai family died in just a few years, and the remaining wealth in the family was completely dispersed."